SELF-MASTERY
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Would you allow your girl to go "around the world" on you?
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Thanks BrianBrian20o2 said:lol
He means getting head while she sticks her fingers up your ass. Prostate orgasm...
Oh there are so many jokes in there but I'm going to bite my tongue...Vulpine said:...She was too rough, went too fast, and lube? Grr... what lube? :cuss:....
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
BLP, this post completely substantiates your handle. Keep it up!Bad_Lil'Pixie said:I have found it seems to be the "cherry on top" of a very nice bl0wjob.
It can have it's proper use, very wet, very shallow, and right on time, can make for a more powerful climax.
No glue on nails, no need to dig for gold, no surprises, just like any other activities, a foreplay or warm up in the general area can help prepare.
It is worth a try, it may add to your experience.
cant think of a user name said:Speaking from a purely hygiene-concerned point of view...
...isn't there some bacteria/germs that naturally live down THAT way, that aren't meant to like, go on your hands and spread to other parts of the body?![]()
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Forest through the trees, my man, forest through the trees.Skilla_Staz said:"God, this feels f*cked up. She's got her f*cking finger in my ass. How gay is this??"
Forest through the trees, my man, forest through the trees.DogFashionDisco said:...about how his friend got a rim job by some girl...
Dear god no.DogFashionDisco said:talk about dogs licking peanut butter off their ****s
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.